Rabbit season.

The Lovecraftian’s vision falls on Nytri, his eyes open wide. “Wait, why is a human here?!” he takes a step towards Nytri’s territory then sees a scent on Nytri, “Ah that mark. It appears she’s been accepted into the overprotective tribe. It’s good, that explains why she’s alive. Though for a human to be accepted by them, she must be unique. I’ll refrain from meeting her now, her adopted mother is glaring at me.”

This being walks to edge of his territory and stops, he then speaks to Mama Zilla over such a great distance. “Be at ease, I have no intention of harming your child. I only find it odd to find her kind here.”

Mama Zilla’s expression softens, “Her kind?”

The Cthulhu facepalms, “I figured. You have no idea what she is, so I assume you treat her as one of your own.” Mama Zilla nods slowly, the Cthulhu continues. “That there is a human, they are the d

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